Near Banbridge Town, in the County Down
One morning in July
From a boreen green came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by
She looked so sweet from her two white feet
To the sheen of her nut brown hair
Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself
To make sure I was really there
Oh, from Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen
That I met in the County Down
As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head
And I gazed with a feelin' rare
And I says, says I, to a passer-by
"Who's the maid with the nut brown hair?"
He smiled at me and with pride, says he
"That's the gem of Ireland's Crown
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann
She's the star of the County Down"
Oh, from Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen
That I met in the County Down
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The Harvest Fair she'll be surely there
And I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked right
For a smile from my nut brown rose
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
Till my plough turns my rust coloured brown
Till my smiling bride by my own fireside
Sits the star of the County Down
Oh, from Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen
That I met in the County Down
Near Banbridge Town, in the County Down
One morning in July
From a boreen green came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by
She looked so sweet from her two white feet
To the sheen of her nut brown hair
Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself
To make sure I was really there
Oh, from Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen
That I met in the County Down
Oh, from Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen
That I met in the County Down